And, giving in to him on "favor" he wanted, always led to another "bigger favor", even further outside her comfort zone. She had come to believe at ti...es there was no way of winning with him, better to say "no" before things got out of hand. The therapist said that he used her as his moral gauge; if she would do it, it must be okay. It left him free to construct fantasies and then try to get June to do them with him without considering any of the consequences. The line between fantasies and. “I’m sure you don’t want to tell her how you were raped and how good it felt to have a big cock in your pretty cunt!“I’m sure you don’t want her knowing that for the first time in your rich bitch life, you were actually fucked the way you want to be fucked. And I am fairly sure you don’t want her knowing how much you fucking liked it!”“Pleeease...” Darlene whimpered.“Oh c’mon ... you know that sorry-ass husband of yours doesn’t make you happy. He can’t give you what I can give you. Look at this. I felt her pussy tighten around me like I was in a vice. I couldn’t hold back and thrusted up at her as I started to empty my balls deep into this girl. She was just flooding both of us with her juices. I felt them running down across my thighs, along my balls and into the crack of my ass. This girl must not have had an orgasm this big in her life. Just as I thought she was settling down, she brought her hands up to her breasts and squeezed her nipples. Two long spurts of milk escaped from her. " I suggested."Do you have a new barrel of mash working?" he asked."Not really I have and old batch of mash working. Bosco told me how to sustain the brew, so I'm giving it a try." I said."How do you do that?" The Brit ask."You don't throw out all the used up mash you save about half of it. Then you add everything just like it were starting all over and go from there, Well you don't add any yeast. So we are gonna see what happens," I said.I spent the next day laying off the hooch and delivering.